The mounted warriors urged their steeds down the bank and into the water; the unmounted improvised rafts and placed their weapons and ammunition upon them; then they swam and pushed, kicked and yelled their way across; other Indians swam, holding the bridles of the pack-horses.

A detachment of British soldiers followed the Indians.
In an hour the entire army appeared on the river bluff not three hundred yards from the Fort.

They were in no hurry to begin the attack.

Especially did the Indians seem to enjoy the lull before the storm, and as they stalked to and fro in plain sight of the garrison, or stood in groups watching the Fort, they were seen in all their hideous war-paint and formidable battle-array.

They were exultant.